This is a song about "Nirvana and pizza"

You had a new clear heart. guess i was hiroshima

Come over here, he's blastin' rap music, eatin' pizza,

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

Marijuana, im a young teen in the spirit nirvana

And get it again and again

Flyer than the rest of them

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And like to boast and brag

I don't want it on my back

And isaiah say one day your time will come

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

I'd like to treat you to a faygo and a slice of pizza